Psalms 56

1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.] Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

Načelniku godbe, o duši, ki silo trpi od tujcev krdela, odlična pesem Davidova, ko so ga prijeli Filistejci v Gatu. Milosten mi bodi, Bog, ker rohneč me preganja človek, ves dan me stiska oblegovatelj.

2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.

Rohné zalezovalci moji vés dan, ker mnogo jih je; z višave naj mi pomagajo borilci.

3 When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.

Ko se bodem bal, zaupal bodem v tebe.

4 In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

V Bogu bodem hvalil besedo njegovo; v Boga bodem zaupal, ne bodem se bal: Kaj naj bi mi storilo meso?

5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.

Ves dan žalijo mojo stvar; zoper mene merijo vse njih misli v hudo.

6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.

Zbirajo, skrivajo se oni; na moj sled prežé, kakor ki iščejo življenje moje.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.

Poleg krivičnosti jim stóri, v jezi pahni ljudstva, Bog.

8 You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?

Ti imaš sešteto tavanje moje; v meh svoj deni vsako solzo mojo, ali bi jih ne imel seštetih?

9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this, that God is for me.

Tedaj se povrnejo sovražniki moji nazaj; tisti dan, ko bodem vpil: To vém, da mi bode Bog na strani.

10 In God, I will praise his word. In YHWH, I will praise his word.

V Bogu bodem hvalil besedo, v Gospodu hvalil besedo.

11 I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

V Boga zaupam, ne bodem se bal; kaj bi mi storil človek?

12 Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.

Z menoj bodejo, o Bog, obljube tvoje; zahvaljeval se bodem tebi.

13 For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.

Ker dušo mojo otimaš smrti; ali bi ne rešil nóg mojih padca? da neprestano hodim pred Bogom v tega življenja luči.